Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

When he finished speaking, Zhuo Bufan's fingertips emitted a faint milky white halo, which slid down obliquely, and a white glow drew a curtain of light from top to bottom, slashing forward with a dangerous aura.

"Snapped!"

The first rosewood chair was cut in half from the middle like a block of tofu, and collapsed on the ground. A seven or eight meter long mark appeared on the marble floor.

All eyes were focused on the broken chairs and the scratches on the ground, and there was no sound.

Many martial arts disciples were stupefied, seven or eight meters in the air, severing the chair with a sword, is this a fairy trick?

Peng Hong didn't know whether to be excited or terrified. The big man with a hulking back was like a little girl at this moment, his whole body was trembling slightly, and his eyes were dull.

The red sandalwood chair is very solid. Even if an ordinary person holds the machete and exerts all his strength, at most a deep mark will be left on it. But after all, they have to be next to each other. He has never seen the method of catching the wind as a knife from a distance of seven or eight meters, and even the master may not be able to do it.

Kang Youming and Qin Siliang's faces became extremely pale, and they chased the wind like a knife. If Zhuo Bufan had slashed at them just now, they would have been decapitated by now.

Qin Siliang frowned. Although he was shocked, he had no experience in martial arts after all. He didn't understand what this meant, but he felt that it could be done with guns.

Only Kang Youming's heart was surging like waves, unable to calm down for a long time, he turned his energy out of his body, a master master! Just like those big figures on the Xuan level list, all-powerful, he wished to slap himself, even if all the people in their martial arts combined were not enough to kill Zhuo Bufan.

"Youming..." Kang Youming's wife's face had already turned pale, and her delicate body was slightly trembling as she pulled her husband's sleeve. She had been by Kang Youming's side for many years, and she knew through her ears and eyes how scary this kind of person was. How did Ning'er provoke such a person? Kind of strong.

Kang Ning's eyes were red all over, the veins on his neck were about to pop out, he looked at Zhuo Bufan in horror, he poked the ghost mastiff with his finger, and chasing the wind as a knife cut off the wooden chair seven or eight meters away, he knew very well, don't blame yourself Dad can't do it, I'm afraid even grandpa can't do it, he has provoked a terrifying enemy.

Yuan Aoqing, who stood behind him in a daze for a long time, finally returned to his thoughts, pointed at Zhuo Bufan and shouted: "You...why are you so good...you've been pretending to be a pig and a tiger?"

She finally understood that when Zhuo Bufan said in the pharmacy, "In your eyes, the Kang family is a giant, but to me they are nothing more than an ant", it turns out that this is your real strength.

Zhuo Bufan withdrew his finger, "Now do you think if you fight together, you can beat me?"

Everyone was silent, a 17 or 18-year-old boy overwhelmed everyone in the martial arts hall, including martial arts masters like Kang Youming, who couldn't hold their heads up. If it spread, no one would believe it.

Butler Liu, who was still sitting on the chair, was well-informed and no matter how deep the city was, he couldn't close his mouth in surprise at this moment, gathering his true energy and turning it into a sword. This is at least a master-level master. He never thought of Zhuo Bufan He has already stepped into the threshold of a master, no wonder his tone is so arrogant.

Before he came, he also said that "the open-minded bamboo bows its head to the leaves, and the proud plum has no flowers on its back". Master-level masters need to bow their heads, do they need to bow their heads?

Thinking of what he said just now, Steward Liu's face blushed immediately, as embarrassing as he could be, wishing that a crack would appear on the ground and slip in.

Only Chu Xin's slender eyelashes looked at Zhuo Bufan with a pair of bright eyes with feminine tenderness. Although she was shocked that Zhuo Bufan had such thunderous tricks at such a young age, she stared at him more curiously. There is a very hazy but real feeling, I always feel that I have seen Zhuo Bufan somewhere, as if I have known him for a long time.

But the more she thought about it, the more her head hurt, she couldn't remember it all the time, her eyebrows were tightly knit together.

"Senior's martial arts has stepped into transformation, and besides, at such a young age, his future achievements will be limitless. It was us Meng Lang just now." Kang Youming bowed his head, clasped his hands and sighed.

In the world of martial arts, martial arts are respected, and there is no age distinction. Whoever has the highest martial arts is the senior.

Zhuo Bufan touched his nose and said: "But your son made a mistake first, not only did you not educate him well, but you asked me to come to the door to apologize, what do you think I should do?"

"This..." Kang Youming was virtuous, and he gritted his teeth and said, "The dog is rude, I will take him to apologize to you, and I will pay senior one million as my kindness, what does senior think?"

If one million was placed in front of a truly ordinary college student, I am afraid that he would have been very excited and agreed, but it is easy to get the money with Zhuo Bufan's strength, let alone the money he has in his bank card now. With tens of millions of deposits, when Ye Xuan's company starts to operate in the future, it will have an annual income of more than one billion, and it will not be a problem to even become the richest man in Forbes in Zhejiang Province.

"One million to send beggars?" Zhuo Bufan frowned.

Kang Youming naturally understood that this amount of money was really nothing for a master martial artist who was enough to attract those rich and powerful, but the annual income of his martial arts gym was only a few million, which was nothing compared to those consortiums.

Kang Youming's wife suddenly exploded and said: "One million is not bad, don't think that you are great, my father-in-law is a famous person in the martial arts world, he is well-known on the yellow list, and my father-in-law also knows many martial arts masters, if you I don't know what's good..."

"Slap!" Before she finished speaking, Kang Youming turned around and slapped her hard on the face, the slap was clear and loud, "Shut up, do you have a place to speak here?"

Kang Youming's lungs were about to explode, this woman didn't understand the power of a martial artist who could step into the Xuanbang, if Zhuo Bufan was really pissed off, the whole Kang family was in danger of being overthrown, even though her father was an earthly A master at the top of the list, but asking someone to help consumes a favor, which cannot be bought back, and who is willing to make trouble with a grand master.

Zhuo Bufan also ignored this kind of woman, shook his head and said: "I don't need the money, but I have to break Kang Ning's leg again, it's good to help the dog to have a long memory."

"What? You want to break my son's leg?" Kang Ming's wife covered her red and swollen Yan Lie with tears in her eyes.

Even Kang Youming frowned, what a jerk Kang Ning was doing, after all, he was his own flesh and blood, and breaking Kang Ning's leg in front of so many people was equivalent to hitting the Kang family in the face.

Qin Siliang said suddenly: "Zhuo Bufan, you are good at martial arts, but aren't you afraid of bullets and guns? Why don't you write it off?"

At this point, Kang Youming's head flashed. Although the Huajin Grandmaster is powerful, he is still a mortal body after all. Even if he has external skills and black true energy, he can't resist hot weapons such as Gatling and armor-piercing bullets. Indulging in martial arts for too long, I forgot that this is a modern society with hot weapons.

"No." Zhuo Bufan shook his head lightly.